Today definitely marks among the worst way to start a year (Chinese New Year).
First we have the stupid dog living back door. Then me and DARL had terrible arguments – guys suck!
And then the worst part of it was, I came back happily after having dinner with DARL and a friend, and thought I should cut two little pieces of cabbages for my two dwarf hamsters. And that’s when I realised, White Pig was dead. Not much of symptoms, except that he was having hair loss on one of his leg. Not severe, was still fighting for food and water, and sleeping as usual.
I still remember the time when he fell off DARL’s arm and fainted, and I thought he was dead. But now he is really gone. I didn’t cry so badly this time around. I guess I’ll have to convince myself that all hamsters go to heaven too.
White Pig’s last photo. Taken by DARL about a week ago.
